Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming tense, Zheng Jiemin tried to smooth things over by saying, "Director, I believe Brother Zhai Wu is right. It must be that one of his men let the secret slip by accident."

Boss Dai's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice, "Who in our line of work would be so ignorant of the seriousness of the matter? Yaoquan, don't cover up for him."

"Mao Feng, I'll give you three days, just three days, to find the ghost for me. If you can't find it, you have to take off this skin and go home to farm."

Mao Feng didn't dare to say anything more. He bowed hastily and ran out.

In the office, Boss Dai rubbed his brows and said, "Yaoquan, although you have made great contributions this time, I still want to say a few words to you."

"Fortune is a good chess piece, you shouldn't put him in danger."

"This person's value is far more important than $100,000."

"From now on, try not to let him interfere in the affairs of the action team."

"Yes." Zheng Jiemin saluted, with a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself on his face.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Boss Dai keenly noticed the change in Zheng Jiemin's expression.

Zheng Jiemin stammered, "The telegram sent back by Qiu Chan said that the God of Wealth, the God of Wealth is reselling supplies..."

"Reselling supplies, is that a big deal?" Director Dai was amused by Zheng Jiemin's anger.

That’s true. In the National Army, everyone with connections is reselling supplies.

The first to be affected are the big families such as the Kong family and the Song family.

Not to mention others, even Director Dai himself was secretly cooperating with Boss Du in the opium business.

Otherwise, how could Sanxin Company be so unscrupulous.

"Tell Qiu Chan that the God of Wealth is his superior, and Qiu Chan doesn't need to ask him any questions about what he does."

"This is the first time, and the last time. If there is more information like this, please choose another liaison officer. As for her..."

Although Director Dai didn't finish his words, Zheng Jiemin knew that if that day really came, Qiu Chan would most likely be taken back to Shancheng and left idle...

Two o'clock at night.

The Zhihe ocean-going cargo ship, which departed from the mainland of Japan, arrived as scheduled and arrived at the Wusongkou Wharf.

In the dark night, countless figures quietly approached the freighter.

In the distance, the flashlight flickered and lit up three times.

Chen Yang waved his hand and said to Mao Lao San beside him: "It's safe, go to work..."

Mao Laosan pursed his lips and whistled.

In the darkness, hundreds of figures quickly gathered behind him, their movements incredibly light.

A group of people came to the dock, and saw several figures standing there quietly, behind them were mountains of supplies...

"Mr. Chen, you are very punctual..." Toshio Komuro walked up with a smile.

"Mr. Komuro, thank you for your hard work." Chen Yang handed over a large package of British pounds.

"Twenty thousand pounds. Please count them, Mr. Komuro."

"No thanks," Komuro Toshio took the paper bag but didn't count it. Instead, he put it under his arm.

"We Osaka people value integrity in doing business. I believe you won't do anything to someone like Mr. Chen."

"Mr. Komuro is really a big businessman," Chen Yang was inexplicably impressed by the little Japanese in front of him.

No wonder they say that the Osaka Division are all born businessmen, these people are really good at doing business.

Two hundred thousand in supplies, he didn't even look at the money, he really wasn't afraid of playing tricks...

Chen Yang snapped his fingers, and Mao Lao San came to his senses and ordered his men to start moving supplies.

The mountain of munitions was slowly reduced bit by bit.

Chen Yang came up to Komuro Toshio, took out a red envelope, handed it over, and said, "Komuro-kun, can we chat for a few minutes..."

Toshio Komuro took the red envelope from Chen Yang's hand, squinted at it secretly, and the smile on his face became even wider.

There were ten ten-dollar British pounds in it, which equaled one thousand dollars.

When he heard Higashino Daiki say that Chen Sang was very generous in his actions, he thought that Higashino Daiki was deliberately elevating the other party's status.

Now, he really believed that this was indeed a very good partner.

Komuro Toshio stuffed the red envelope into his pocket and said seriously: "Mr. Chen, we are good friends. If you want to know anything, just tell me. I will tell you everything I know..."

Haha, one hundred pounds makes you a good friend, this friendship is really cheap.

Chen Yang didn't know that this one hundred pounds was much more valuable than the two hundred thousand pounds.

That money was shared by everyone, but this hundred pounds was Toshio Komuro's own...

"Well, it's like this," Chen Yang whispered, "I heard that Chairman Toyama Man of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce is also from Osaka."

"I wonder if you could give me a recommendation."

"As you know, my business has just opened, and I'm in urgent need of supplies as capital."

"Right now, French and British trading companies don't have much stock, only Japanese trading companies have sufficient supply."

"If you can help me make the deal, I will be very grateful to you."

Komuro Toshio snorted softly and said, "Mr. Chen, why do you need me to show up for just a Tou Shanman?"

"Just say hello to Dong Ye-kun and he will take you there."

Chen Yang was slightly stunned and said, "Dongye Jun, is he okay?"

Komuro Toshio said disdainfully: "Mr. Chen, you have to understand that only Osaka people who have been eliminated by the military would choose to go into business."

"As a logistics quartermaster, I took the initiative to drink and eat with him. It is really beneath my status. Where can I put my face..."

"Don't worry, if he dares to embarrass you, just tell me my name. I have plenty of ways to deal with him..."

Toshio Komuro was not exaggerating.

There is also a chain of contempt among Osaka people. Although Toyama Mitsuru is the president of the Japan Chamber of Commerce, his status is not even as high as that of an ordinary soldier in the Osaka Division.

Moreover, all activities of the Japan Chamber of Commerce were paid for by the Ministry of the Army, and a small president of the Japan Chamber of Commerce was nothing in the eyes of Toshio Komuro.

As long as Toshio Komuro is willing, he can be dealt with in a minute...

Chen Yang felt relieved.

Higashino Daiki has a good relationship with him, so if he asks him to invite Toyama Mitsuru, he will definitely not refuse.

"By the way, Komuro-kun, next time you need any supplies, you must contact me."

"I will definitely give you a very satisfactory price."

Komuro Toshio nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, we are good friends, and we can all make money..."

The two then exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and as they watched the morning star light up in the distance, the mountain of supplies had all been transported.

Chen Yang said "Sayonara" to Komuro Toshio and was about to leave when Komuro Toshio suddenly called him.

"Mr. Chen, I have something to say but I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Kumuro-kun, what do you want to say?"

"Mr. Chen, in fact, a loser like Toyama Mitsuru is not worth your friendship at all. If you really want to get supplies, I suggest you go find Tono-kun's uncle."

"Hitsuno-kun's uncle?"

Komuro Toshio said word by word: "Yes, the logistics chief of the Military Police Headquarters, Yoshikawa Masao..."

At another place on the Wusong River wharf, all the materials were divided into ten ships and transported to the warehouse.

Before leaving, Chen Yang told Mao Laosan that today was New Year's Eve, and all the workers should go to Hongbinlou in Xiaotong Bridge for a meal in the evening, and Ah Fu would be asked to settle the bill.

The coolies' eyes lit up immediately after hearing this...

Hongbinlou is the best restaurant in Xiaotongqiao, and a meal here costs at least three dollars.

These people all set up at least 20 or 30 tables, and including drinks, cigarettes, it cost at least 200 dollars.

This boss is much more generous than Wu Sibao...